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Dear Uncle and Toto, thanks for a wonderful Christmas vacation and for the fine gifts you both gave me. The time went all too fast while I was with you. It both passed for us. It seemed like damn, not here to wait. That's right, Toto. You was on to say it's a coincidence that you told me to send this letter to Post Office Box 12 at Batesville. My roommate comes from a ranch near there. His name is Jerry Baldwin, and his folks have a big sheep ranch. I feel sorry for Jerry. He may have to leave school soon. His big rancher named Corey H. Sheepman is turning the other ranchers against Jerry's father. Jerry is afraid the ranchers will start a real range war against his father and his sheepmen and cause greater losses. Not to mention bodily harm. That'd be bad, him a puppy. Yes, Dan finishes by saying, I hope things work out for Jerry and his folks. He's a fine fellow and wants to finish his schooling. In regards to Toto, I'm telling him to take good care of Victor. Your loving nephew, Dan. Yes, give my regards to Sally Jackson when you see her, Dan. Dan, he'll remember first kiss. Tell her, Jerry, good friend of Dan. Yes, Toto. I'd like to do something for his people. What's more, if there's danger of a range war in this territory, we better stay around and do what we can to prevent it. The next two days brought warmer weather, melting what snow had fallen. But there was a threat of real winter weather in the morning air when hot Corey and several other horsemen pulled rain in front of the Baldwin ranch house three days later. Charlie Baldwin and his wife Sarah, parents of Dan Reed's roommate, came out onto the porch to greet them. Good morning, Corey. Mr. Corey, it's right to come here this morning. Because some of those mean, cheap, bleak and sheepy yours got on my range again, that's right. It happened last night. And it's too bad they did, Baldwin. Not half a dozen of them won't go back. You shot them, man. Put away your gun, Charlie. No need to start trouble. Easy to see you have more sense than your husband, ma'am. She has more sense than you have, too, Corey. Because the trouble starts, we'll be ready for it. It's big talk, Baldwin. Just let any more of those critters go on to my range and I'll put my men to work running a fence across the end of the canyon. You may have overlooked the fact that the canyon is really part of my holdings. But the canyon's useless to you. And if you fence it off, we'll have to leave our blocks in the open and we'll lose half of them when the big stones come. That is it, ma'am. If those sheep graze on my range once more, that canyon will be fenced off. If you want to use it this winter, keep those smelly critters off my range. Let's go, men. Hit it. Late that afternoon, the Foreman Techs and some of the Circle C ranch hands were in the Nugget Cafe in Batesville when a call pole came from the ranch. Hey, hey. Corey says we'll only get a ride out to the ranch this week. Why? He said we could come to town. Yeah, but more sheep are on our range. The boss would fit to bust a button. What's he figuring on doing? He says we're going to fence in deep canyon. We'll work by torchlight if need be so as to get it up in a hurry. Well, boys, I reckon we've got work to do. Let's go. That'll sure ruin Baldwin. Tonto, who had been standing at the rear of the cafe, went out through the back door and four time later, he arrived at the camp from the nearby hills and told the lone ranger what he had heard. A masked man decided to talk to the cattle rancher. Early that evening, Huck Corey, a widower who lived with his only daughter, Lucy, entered the ranch house just as Lucy came from a room dressed to go out and carrying a letter in her hand. Good evening, Lucy. What do you get coat on for? Where did you get it? You opened your husband. What is that you got on there? Well, this is the latest thing, Dad. I ordered it from the east through a fence. What, oh nurse, kind of critter has fur like that. I'm glad, Jiminy, it looks almost. Hey, that sheepskin. Uh-huh, the latest thing and warmest coat. Sheepskin. Where the great hornspoon girl, what's got in there? Don't you know that you... God, Dad, don't be silly. If you don't like live sheep, there's no reason to carry on because I wear the skin of a dead one. Come on, Dad. I want someone to mail this letter for me. I think I'll go out to the bunkhouse. Let me see that letter. But, Dad... Yes, sir, sir. The Jerry Baldwin, the son of that smelly sheepman. He's the friend who talked to you to buy him that coat, huh? Dad, that's my man. Dary and I are interested in your troubles on the rain. Take that. That means your sheepskin coat off. There's for the letter. Dad! Dad, Dad, I'm sorry. The sheep even come back from the dead to haunt me. Yeah, who could that be? Cory. What do you... There's no need for gunplay. Your door going fast on the door, let me see. If my men were here... I'm not an outlaw, as you seem to think. I came here to talk to you, that's all. What about? About the fence you're putting up at deep canyon. Hey, get it? Baldwin heard about it and sent a man's laundry here to threaten me, eh? No. I don't know Baldwin. He didn't send me. Mr. Get-Off-His-Pretence-Stay-Off. Now, get your... Take that gun! I have it. Sorry to twist your arm. Now, finish what I came to say. If you still want to go... Come on, Bobby. Come quick. There are folks coming in. Now, Mr. I'll do the talking. See you again, Cory. Hey, my gun! Here on the gun. Easy, big fella. Come on, Billy! Come on, come on! Gun, dead, never... Gun, no show, please! Use your guns, men! Hurry! He's a masked outlaw! We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Here's the question, and here's what perhaps the happy people have to say. Oh, we do an OK. OK. Sure, take champion Bob Cousy, who can really make a basketball do tricks. Bob was born in New York, plays with the famous Boston Celtics, leads them all in fast break play, and Cousy knows the champion way, starts his day the Wheaties way. Take Neil Johnston, another great champ from the east. I'll say Neil has been eating Wheaties since he was three feet tall instead of six foot eight. Grew up a long ways on them, didn't he? Mighty appetizing eaten, and there's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties flake. Keep on eating your Wheaties, then you will do, do, do, do an OK. OK. All to continue. The darkness was in their favor, and the lone ranger and Toto managed to get away safely. Two nights later, a strong bitter wind blew from the north, bringing thick swirling snow with it. Hock Corey was busy going over accounts, when his foreman Tex entered the ranch house. Getting mighty cold out there, boy. Just the kind of weather to put those sheep men out of business. No take, if Baldwin was raising any other kind of critic, I wouldn't have done that to him. But the sheep were ruined the rangers for cattle by cropping off the grass right down to the roots. Well, I... I reckon after a few days of this whether we won't be bothered any more by Baldwin's fessy sheepmen. Well, I... I'll see you in the morning, boy. Good night, Tiki. Both you lose here. I didn't hear your door open. I thought you were sleeping. I can't sleep with that moan and wind. I heard you talking to Tex. Will the Baldwin really lose their sheep? No, no, no. Stop worrying your pretty head about Baldwin's sheep losing here. Go back to bed. I have more paperwork to do before I turn in. Well, go on. I'm strong. Good night, babe. At dawn, snow was still falling when the lone ranger and cattle left their sheltered camp in the hills and rode a trail that passed both the quarry and Baldwin ranches. I don't know if Baldwin's sheep are on the open range for the next 24 hours. A large number of them will die. Ah. We'll do what we can to help save those sheep. Easy, Phil, easy, boy. Himatabi, horse stand under trees near trails. Yes, I see him. Come on, Phil. Come, come, come, brother. Easy, come, easy, come on. Hmm. This horse carried the Circle C brand tunnel. It's been here for some time. It's actually covered with snow. Ah. That'll cover it with snow. What we do? Making back to the Circle C. Strange to find him here so early in the morning. Ah, but it's risky to go back to ranch. The ranch hands won't be there now. We'll chance it. Now lead the horse. Easy, Phil, easy, come on. Come on, Phil, come on, Phil. Later, the masked man in Indiana stopped in front of the quarry ranch house. Easy, Phil, easy, come on. Keep your guns handy, Tano. Just cover me in case I do any trouble. Ah, you hear again? Don't go off. You're covered. Where are you here this time? We brought back one of your horses. Found him some distance down the trail. Someone must have been riding him. Right? Yeah, that's my daughter's horse. That's Lucy's home. Now, in condition, you get... Do I have to hold this gun on you? Where is your daughter? She's supposed to be in bed. Perhaps you'd better check. Get inside a minute. I found her nose. All right, read it. There she says. There it is. After what was said tonight, I'm going to find some way to help the ball ones. Lucy. She left here last night. She must have ridden to the ball room. Remember, we found her horse down the trail. If you're at the ballroom's place, her horse will still be there. If she's been out in this storm all night, she'll be frozen. If it's my fault, she let me talk in the text about the sheep and she... Easy, easy, Mr. Corey. She likely rode to the range to find out about the sheep. Yeah, you know, horse threw it. Get your men together and we'll search for her. But you mean they're down at the canyon. The foreman came in early and said Baldwin and these men were fixing to rip down the fence. The only thing to do right now is to go there and prevent a fight and get everyone to search the range for your daughter. All right, let's go. As the lone ranger and carter accompanied by Huck Corey rode toward the canyon, they heard gunshots. The fight has started. Hurry. Come on, Pilly. The fight holds your fire. He must have made the post. Stop the fight. I'll get him. Hold it. Your hand will be numb a while. You must have listened to Mr. Corey. You know what I mean? My daughter Lucy is lost somewhere on the range. She's been going all night. I want all of you to spread out and search till we find it. The foreman and these men are over there watching. Yeah, they'll start shooting every time. Wait a minute. Hello, Charlie Baldwin. Come here for a talk. This is the truth. We'll host to our guns. He's a friend, Charlie, believe me. Lucy, my daughter is lost somewhere on the range. What kind of a trick is it? It's the truth, Mr. Baldwin. I won't mind him to search for her. Forget the fight. Lucy's all ahead. Easy, easy, Mr. Corey. All right, Thunder, you are telling the truth. Do we like Lucy at our house? Bring your man, Huck. My man and I'll help you search. Let's not lose time. We'll search that range inch by inch to find my daughter. Come on. Come on. Following orders, the chief men and the ranchers spread out and got us a search for Lucy. The wind howls and the snow storm continued without let up as the lone ranger, Tottle, Corey and Baldwin rode over the bleak snow-blanketed rangelands. Huck Corey, his face set grimly and with a cold red clutching his heart, rolled in silence. After some time had passed, the group pulled to a halt. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I'm not even sure if you've found anything. Hey, hey. That's the guy I came over there. Yes, sir. Let's go. Oh, see, but you told her to run the way they're huddled together. Now they're moving. One is still lying there. I know. Wait. Easy. Set it up. Lucy, Lucy, Lucy. You married a man to pray. What happened? My horse threw me and then he ran away. I prayed my ankle when I fell and I couldn't stand up. I yelled and yelled until my voice was at heart and then Dad, the sheep gradually moved in beside me. And Dad, the sheep in this coat kept me from freezing. Why did you leave the house? I wanted to help the Baldwin's Dad. I was going to talk to them. You see, Jerry Baldwin and I are going to be married someday after he completes his education. Marry a sheepman's son? Jump and catch him. Oh, my ankle. That ankle needs attention as soon as possible, Lucy. There's no signal the other sheep have found him. Then we'll take him to the ranch house. Later, Lucy rested comfortably on a couch in the living room of the Corey Ranch House. The lone ranger and tonto gave her injured ankle the attention it needed. Then the masked man said, There, that will take care of the injury until the doctor arrives. But I feel as if I've known you for a long time. A friend of mine knows Jerry at school. I've heard fine reports about him. Surely. How long did you know you were salmon Lucy? We... We were thinking of getting married. There and I knew it since Christmas. Huh? Jerry told us then. We were mighty pleased to hear it. You were it. Even after all the fussin' I've been doin' and all? That's the Corey. You have a sheepskin coat and Charlie Baldwin's sheep to thank for the safety of your daughter. Yeah, she sure has. Hey, I think I'll have the boys kill me a sheep so I can have a coat like that. Now hold on, Corey. Don't get your dander up, Charlie. I'll buy the sheep before they kill it. I reckon when the hide-o-arm is about the quickest way to get to like the critters. No tellin' how many might die in a storm. Ooh, that is... Well, I... I told Tex to take my men and yours and lift down that fence and then they'd drive the sheep into these canyons. What? You know, I'm sure they'd like to have seen the faces on those cowpokes when Tex told them they were gonna help drive sheep. Oh, dang it. This is sure hard to believe. I'm glad you two men have settled your differences. Come on, I'll leave now. Oh, uh, my friend who roams with Jerry will let us know when to come back this way to kiss the bride. Ooh! Hey, look at Lucy Bursha, man. Dad, I am not. Adios, everyone, and lots of happiness to you and Jerry Lucy. Good man! Yeah, he sure is a fine hombre, that masked man. But who is he, huh? Can you do it, Corey? After all the help he gave us, I forgot to find out. I think I can tell you, Dad. Jerry wrote that he ruined with a boy who knows a certain masked man. He said about his young friend at Jerry's school, I'm sure that's the same masked man. And he's known as the Lone Ranger.